Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is completely stoned.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
The entrails of the last priest
A copy of the Voynich Manuscript
A Ream of Printer Paper
A Seashell
A perfect agate
A novelty pencil eraser
A mirror that shows objects closer than they actually are
A pair of jorts with "juicy" written on the butt
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thou
A slug of banana flavored rum from Colombia

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